I do not eat. I have become, I am
Heavenly. I am free, free of hunger
And its consequences. Limited food
Does not tease me. I have no appetite,
No need for any taste at all. I am
A word in a human mind on a rock,
Dreaming a rock can be a mind of words.
I have made myself proud, too proud to live.
It is not that I must die. It is that
I need to become something not alive.
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